For legal reasons the place has to be closed. As much as we'd love to just walk in and start fucking/filming, every person in the room has to sign legal releases and all that blah blah, before we can begin. And because there are quite a few windows on this bar, we will have to cover them so that nobody happening by can catch a glimpse of what we are doing. Once the place has been locked up and all the windows covered, the fun can begin.
At this point, there isn't much planned. This guy just wants to see some action go down in his business, and he wants to have video footage to relive it. I've asked a couple of times if he wants to "participate" but I'm not sure if he is nervous or what. We'll just have to see how things go. MY LOVE and I are going to start playing pool, then start fucking on the table, and maybe move to one of the bar stools. Hopefully he'll get comfortable and want to join in. Perhaps he only wants to watch, as so many men are content to do. Either way, we are excited, and a bit nervous.
This will give us our first DVD for sale on the site. It'll also stand as an example of what future customers can do. They can expand on this simple idea, or ask for something completely different. Once we can film something that would be considered "the other extreme", then we will have two good examples for people to work between. Sometimes, when you say you have no limits and you let people choose what happens, they get overwhelmed. Instead of coming up with an idea they come up with twenty, and then have trouble narrowing it down to what they'd REALLY like to do. Those people need a few examples and guidelines to help them along.
So, it's not an exciting first job, but it's a first job. That's the important part. This entire week I will dedicate myself to promoting the hell out of ruinouslove.com and helpmeviolateher.com so that MY LOVE and I can have a relaxing holiday, and start the year off right. Next year is going to be busy, and fun, and overwhelming in a very positive manner. Success is just a month away.
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This is OX - friend of Moxy.
What kind of name is OX? No, not like the animal... OX as in HUG and KISS! How can he hug you with such short arms? OX uses his ears!
He's not a very good listener, but he puts his ears to good use in many other ways. Tuck them in your shirt and take OX on a stroll.
OX is great at magic, and his best trick is turning your stuff into his stuff. His best buddy Wedgehead calls that stealing, but OX just wants to borrow things from you for a few hundred years. He promises to put everything back when he's done.
What he wants to steal the most is your heart, and he promises to be your friend if you would lend him a hand, or an ear... or like two dollars!
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It's funny - when I was a kid, it was embarrassing to admit that you masturbated. It meant, in our little boys' world, that you weren't getting sex from a girl. Of course, none of the guys that bragged about it were getting it much when I was growing up, but that didn’t matter then. Not like the lucky fuckers that are growing up today. I was a late starter on all that stuff. I had my first date when other guys already had a girlfriend or two. My first girlfriend came almost as late as my first fuck. Losing my virginity at 18 was something I had sort of planned. I wanted to be in love with the person I first had sex with, and there had been two opportunities prior to my that, but I had been too nervous or uncertain about what to do. So, I did a lot of masturbating.
Some kid that lived a few blocks away had to tell me about it when I was in 6th grade. Once I tried it I wasn't exactly hooked, but it did start me thinking about girls a bit more. As the years went by and I got more sexual experience, and long(er)-term partners, I did not completely abandon masturbation. There was always "down time" in any of my relationships. Even the most sexually-adventurous of my girlfriends eventually got tired, or had an off day, just as I have had my fair share. And since those days usually didn't correspond, there was the occasional "need" to jerk off, but mostly I just didn't do it because I didn't want to.
If I’m having enough sex with someone it decreases the desire for sex with myself. With MY LOVE, it's not even about desire, it's about ability. I simply don't have the time/energy/desire to masturbate now that I am with a voracious sexual beast. She's not attacking me non-stop or anything, but there seriously isn't a drop of semen or want left in me, to expend. The cock needs a rest sometimes. And even when I do get the sudden urge, I invariably talk myself out of it. An erection is something worth saving, to give to MY WHORE. A load of cum is something that should not be wasted, but should be dumped into one of MY HOLE’s holes. On the mornings when I wake up horny and she is at the gym, I sometimes want to just sit down in front of the computer and find some sick, fucked up shit to watch. I might go as far as to log on, pull out my prick, and even start playing with it, but I am careful to avoid reaching orgasm. This is something to be saved and shared, not wasted. My cum can bring so much happiness that I dare not throw it away. That would be foolish.
So, on the rarest of rare occasions, when I do masturbate – when I bring myself to orgasm and complete the act – it’s a nice little treat. The act that I once felt ashamed to admit I participated in… the act that I was so proud to “not need” to do… is now a bit of fun I sometimes enjoy. Strange how things change...
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MY LOVE writes:
***I will call today my CUM day!!
Finished my morning workout and hoped to sneak back into the house to find MY MAN still in bed so I could wake him up with my mouth...but he was already up and in the kitchen. He was reading the paper and getting started on his morning "Jumble" - I got behind him, began stroking his body, feeling for his now hard cock through his blue jeans. I was on the floor with cock in mouth immediately.
I had plans to go shopping - last minute groceries for Turkey Day - and wanted his cum to go with me. I removed my shirt in order to better expose my breasts continuing to relish the amazing cock in front of me. I took my time enjoying every inch!
He squirted all over my chest. I pulled up my bra, put my shirt back on and took his CUM shopping!!!
Part two later...***
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MY LOVE left this note for me by the computer:
***"So Crazy - I have had all weekend with you - I haven't even left the house but I am thinking about when I will be home to see you again.
I love you,
Your Girl"***
She also left a note in the book that she uses to record her daily schedule for me. It read:
***"I am not sure why, but mornings for me are sometimes hard. I get up to start my day while you are still sleeping and all I want to do is crawl back into your arms and feel your love wrapped around me. The hunger for you is not just sex, but genuine need to feel your presence, to be enveloped by you. I love you more each day.
Your Girl Forever"***
Over 2 years now, and we still feel like the love is growing. Last night I whispered to MY LOVE that I could see how this could actually last forever. She giggled and said "Unless one of us goes crazy". She's absolutely right... one of us would have to be/go crazy.
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